The moon hangs on the willow branches, and two figures are whirling.
A warm breeze blew by, carrying with it the refreshing scent of cloves on the roadside.
The orange light shone down, and the shadows of people and trees scattered all over the ground. In the floating shadows of the lights, there was a hint of warm fragrance, and there was a lingering lingering sound.
In the shadow of the moonlight, a woman as pale as a lotus said in a slightly sad tone: Because, love.
Because of love?
Liu Ruixuan was stunned again and again, looking at the charming and silky woman in front of him, who was unique and gentle.
She was looking at him and smiled slightly, with bright eyes and white teeth, her red lips opened slightly, and she hummed softly:
“Give you a CD from the past/Listen to our love at that time/Sometimes I suddenly forget/I am still in love with you.
I can no longer sing a song like that/I will blush and avoid it when I hear it/Although I will often forget that I still love you.
Because of love, you will not be sad easily/so everything is happy.
Because of love, simple growth/I can still be crazy about you at any time.
Because of love, how can there be vicissitudes of life/so we are still young..."
The moonlight lights and shadows sparkle with a special charm, and this beauty flowing out from her voice is particularly moving.
Liu Ruixuan looked at the woman, his bright eyes slightly bent, did he want to say anything?
It's like reading a sad story, telling a ray of nostalgia, and recalling the feelings of yesterday.
Suddenly I remembered that ancient love poem: On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk.
Which lonely beauty is waiting heartbroken in the bustling market? "The flowers fall helplessly, and the familiar swallows return." And which passionate young man is it, wandering alone on the fragrant path in the small garden, sighing in melancholy?
How many things have been remembered, and how many things have been left unsaid?
The song is over.
Ouyang Fu looked at Liu Ruixuan intently, just like when he was singing.
In this early summer moonlight, listening to her voice, I suddenly felt as if this moment had happened before, but I couldn't remember it.
Liu Ruixuan's voice changed slightly, "Have we known each other before?"
"We've never met before." Ouyang Fu smiled faintly and turned away.
The moment she turned her head, Liu Ruixuan suddenly saw a crystal drop sliding across her face, a shocking tear!
Is she crying?
Liu Ruixuan only felt that his heart was suddenly suffocated, and he was a little depressed and depressed. It was so stressful that he could hardly breathe.
Unconsciously, he took a small step forward, leaned over, and stretched out his left hand, but was held back by someone.
Turning his head, he met Zhao Mobei's gaze and his gently shaking head.
Huh? What happened to Mobei?
No, no, no, what happened to him?
Liu Ruixuan suddenly woke up, quickly pulled back his extended hand, put it into his pocket, and touched the wallet in his pocket. Fortunately, it was still there!
A gust of warm wind blew over, carrying with it a faint fragrance, which was different from the fragrance of lilacs.
What was he doing just now?
If it weren't for Mo Bei, Liu Ruixuan blinked and smiled gratefully at Mo Bei, brother!
I almost fell into a trap!
Zhao Mobei smiled faintly, raised his hand and patted Liu Ruixuan's shoulder, then put his hand back in his pocket, and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "Ouyang Fuqian?"
Zhao Mobei's voice came over, Liu Ruixuan glanced at Zhao Mobei, and then looked at Ouyang Fuqian.
Ahem, I only saw her delicate back!
A gust of wind blew, and the long hair was slightly raised at the back, and the tips of the hair danced with the wind, almost flying to his eyes.
Inexplicably, another inexplicable emotion slipped through my heart. I always felt that I had seen this scene and the person in front of me before, but I couldn't remember it.
There was also that shocking tear, which made him feel inexplicably heartbroken.
"Huh?" Ouyang Fu responded lightly, turned around, and smiled lightly.
The rapid rotation caused the long hair to fly, and the hair tips drifted past, leaving a faint lemon smell!
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but blinked, familiar smell! Familiar, ahem, unfamiliar smile!
Was that tear just now his illusion?
Liu Ruixuan stared at Ouyang Fuqian's face carefully. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, just like when he saw him before. At this time, he was eye-to-eye with Mo Bei.
"Is it over now?" Zhao Mobei raised his chin slightly, lowered his eyelids, and looked at the person in front of him.
"It's over a long time ago." Ouyang Fu chuckled lightly, glanced at Liu Ruixuan, and then turned to Zhao Mobei, "Goodbye."
Goodbye? Liu Ruixuan was shocked when he heard this. Is this the end?
Did you say it was because of love?
Ahem, Liu Ruixuan blinked slightly, was he thinking too much?
This is because of love, not because of, love, but because of.
My thoughts suddenly became confused!
Liu Ruixuan looked at Ouyang Fuqian who was about to turn around. Suddenly, he wanted to walk up. He couldn't help but clenched his hands in his pockets and calmed down!
Mo Bei had stopped him just now!
Ouyang Fuqian just said that he was the one who was designed.
The one who acts with them.
But why did he suddenly feel like he didn't want to see her leave?
When I watched Zhu Yan leave, I felt something I had never felt before, a feeling of almost reluctance!
Liu Ruixuan opened his mouth, but in the end, he still didn't say anything. He frowned and lowered his head, sighing slightly in his heart. Maybe it was just an illusion.
"Liu Ruixuan!" Who is someone calling?
"Huh?" Liu Ruixuan responded reflexively. After that sound, he saw Ouyang Fuqian's smiling face as he turned around.
A flash of joy suddenly flashed through my heart.
"We haven't known each other before." Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, "But, maybe we have known each other before."
Huh? Liu Ruixuan was stunned again and again. He didn't understand what he said!
"Twelve years ago, by the Suzaku Bridge," Ouyang Fuqian said suddenly. Halfway through his words, he stopped again, looked deeply at Liu Ruixuan, and stopped talking.
Twelve years ago? By the Suzaku Bridge?
Liu Ruixuan's mind seemed to be suddenly fragmented. Looking at Ouyang Fuqian in front of him, his mind went blank.
Twelve years ago, the memory of twelve years ago!
He doesn't seem to remember clearly!
Xia Yang has his ten-year bitter love.
What about him? He also has an unknown memory from twelve years ago?
In his memory, except for his younger sister Liu Xiu, no girl had ever appeared in his memory in the past nineteen years.
Since when has there been such a girl who is as calm and calm as a snow lotus?
If it really existed, he wouldn't have discovered it by now.
What's more, Liu Ruixuan tilted his head back slightly, looked past the quiet group of fat swallows, and looked towards the intersection, and found that Zhu Yan was standing at the intersection looking here.
Under the orange streetlight, the skirt fluttering in the wind is like an angel that has just folded its wings, standing silently at the intersection not far away, looking here indifferently.
At that moment, he realized where that familiar feeling came from.
Liu Ruixuan lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the road under his feet. The wind blew by, making the figures and tree shadows on the ground drift. It was as if there was a sweet and bitter feeling in his heart at this moment.
Zhu Yan, Zhu Yan, it’s your first time to look at him so close!
Although there was a distance of more than ten meters, he felt her presence so clearly that he mistakenly thought that the turmoil in his heart was because of Ouyang Fuqian in front of him.
In the strange life and turbulent years to come, in the rolling world of mortals, in those cold, sad, calm and joyful moments, he can feel a woman with a smile and peace looking at him in the deepest part of his heart.
.
A warm breeze blew by, carrying with it the refreshing scent of lemon.
"No," Liu Ruixuan shook his head, "for twelve years, there has never been a Suzaku Bridge where I live."
For a moment, there was silence, except for the occasional warm breeze that swept over the ground, bringing with it bursts of refreshing aroma.
"Ha." Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, took two steps back, and clapped his hands, "Beautiful. Really beautiful."
Almost instantly, there was a burst of applause.
Amidst such applause, Ouyang Fuqian turned his head and looked left and right, waved his hand, "Come out, it's over."
What? Come out?
Liu Ruixuan was startled for a moment, then looked towards Ouyang Fuqian, then looked left and right, and found that three people came out from the left and right, each holding a camera in their hands.
Ahem! Liu Ruixuan couldn't hold it back and started coughing repeatedly.
Surprisingly, there are actually people taking photos?!
He looked and looked just now, but he didn't see anyone behind the tree?
How generous is this?!
"Nice to meet you, Liu Ruixuan. Let me introduce you again. I am Ouyang Fuqian." Ouyang Fuqian smiled lightly, raised his head and pointed at the group of fat and thin people behind him. "They are my club friends. Some of them you have already
know."
Cough cough! Liu Ruixuan almost choked and coughed again. He quickly raised his right hand to block it in front of his face. The medicine bag on his right hand was very ignorant and he did the unsightly swing exercise again.
"Love is like a scene in a movie, which makes people have to watch it. Recording it in the camera is more durable than photos and will not be forgotten." Ouyang Fuqian's voice came over, "So."
So? Just because of love?
Liu Ruixuan took a slight breath, so he became the one who was designed.
How lucky he is!
"Not all encounters have a beautiful ending." Ouyang Fuqian's voice came over again, "I met him at No. 118 Liujia Village twelve years ago."
Huh? Liu Ruixuan was startled. No. 118, Liujia Village? Isn’t that Hu Lai’s home?
"Hu Lai, he's my cousin." Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, "Have you remembered?"
Cousin, cousin? Liu Ruixuan thought and thought, and thought again and again, and remembered the situation many years ago when Hu Lai was chased throughout the village by a little girl with braids.
This is too outrageous.
Liu Ruixuan looked at Ouyang Fuqian, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. This is really a transformation of a woman!
No, no, no, it hasn't changed at all. At that time, that little girl was followed by five or six little girls of the same age.
No wonder, he felt that Ouyang Fuqian looked familiar!
I see!
"Cousin." Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, "I am the vice president of the drama club. If you are interested, you can join."
"Vice president?" Liu Ruixuan repeated and blurted out, "Who is the president?"
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the group of fat and thin people, Yan Jing? Or Gu Nian?
"President," Ouyang Fuqian lowered his head and smiled, glancing at Mo Bei, "you know him."
"I know him?" Liu Ruixuan followed his gaze and asked, "Mobei?"
So versatile!
"No, no, no." Zhao Mobei denied continuously, "I'm not good at acting."
Is that? Liu Ruixuan was startled for a moment and couldn't help but look towards Zhu Yan not far away.
"Xia Yang." Ouyang Fu's light laughter came over.
What? Who? Xia Yang?
Liu Ruixuan instantly turned his head and looked behind him. Second brother, is he here too?